Upcoming Concerts for xryce & Zero 610
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
xryce
Performer
Zero 610
Performer
Bryce Albert Michael Woodcock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce Albert Michael Woodcock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryce Albert Michael Woodcock
Producer
Lyrics
I got a lotta issues never gonna see me holding tissues tho
I got my pockets swole sick of this shit turn off my phone
I really lost my glow pick up the bottle to feed my hope
Pick up the noose tied rope I’m gonna show you just how I cope
I mean this shit I been this shit
I clean with a red dot beam and a switch
I swing like Ruth my cop a new tooth
I am like I troop when I’m shooting at you
I keep that thang on me when in my house I’m smoking on green
We got big buds bitch smoking up leaves
I got no thoughts only money on me
Ride the same but don’t bang the same
I’m half your age getting twice the pay
Never really needed no masquerade
I’m back to say that I’m back to stay
I got a lotta issues never gonna see me holding tissues tho
I got my pockets swole sick of this shit turn off my phone
I really lost my glow pick up the bottle to feed my hope
Pick up the noose tied rope I’m gonna show you just how I cope
Better not pull that bullshit flip the switch it get alerted
Homie don’t do that talking just for nothing i got purpose
They can’t read through my lines like i wrote all my shit in cursive
Came up from the dirt 99 since like high school that boy been workin
Take a trip in my mind immersive
I could flip on a dime with verses
Got ya bitch on my line but the kid doing fine no reach like i don’t got service
Put the money in the fye let’s burn it
Some years i been in this furnace
On the net they be talking like they bout it but ain’t ever on shit when them boys in person
Shit get heavy get heavy
Na this ain’t sweet no lil Debby
Debris been falling destruction im running fast gettin sweaty
I got a lotta issues never gonna see me holding tissues tho
I got my pockets swole sick of this shit turn off my phone
I really lost my glow pick up the bottle to feed my hope
Pick up the noose tied rope I’m gonna show you just how I cope
I got a lotta issues never gonna see me holding tissues tho
I got my pockets swole sick of this shit turn off my phone
I really lost my glow pick up the bottle to feed my hope
Pick up the noose tied rope I’m gonna show you just how I cope
Written by: Bryce Albert Michael Woodcock